4 Jan.--A beginni~ in snow. Only a half-inch or so, but the city as usual is struck paraplegic by it. With us , snow days are a ld.m of pleasure. C backpa cla9 to work, as she's just done this morn--lst morn of classes- ­ and I walk around the n'hood before the cars get out. Life is quiet, and there are sons nice constancies: I'm crockpott~ a colossal lentil soup, and at breakfast we listen to the KOMO radio team do its superb job on school closi~s 1 traffic, weather, good hW'llor without giJnMick:ry through it an. C an::t I are both extraordinarily sanguine just now . What ' 11 bring us down is the rest of the world, which seems to be going to h:Jll on the downslope while we ' re holdi~ fine 1n our lives. My mood derives from Sea Runners, where it ' s all so far, so good . Likely I'll hear from Tom Stewar t this week, ani that could turn thinp,s aroun:i . But Liz called y 'day, said e he loved the 11'6, thought the language wonderful. And the session with her iax&IJI am Tom in NY went fine. Tom said what I wanted to hear- -a Paul Bacon oover, a handscxne prod 1n job, early' fall pub'n so the book can gather reviews. Tom is ~er than I expected, probably 35 or a bi t mre; Harvard, which I didn't expect either, rut it doesn't seem to have affected h:iJl'l too muchJ good-looki~, in a ldni of young Leslie Howard sort or way. Wore a 1 han:i-tied b011tie 1 first I ve seen in decades. He likes a good story, seems to thrive on the gossip which is the lubrication of the publishi~ industry. His wife Amania is a Viking editor- -! guess s he ' s AM.Ilda Vaill, who edited The White Hotel--and when Carl Sagan' s idea fCX' a novel was put out to auction, the Viking staff lmew they didn't want to get into the bidding but wondered what Sagan am Meredith had in mini. Amanda piped up, in Sagan- like trill of e esta.cy: "Billions am billions of tiny dollars. " On the same score, the li~~Y quasi- apocryphal tale of Simon & Schuster's winning bi~ is that Mi.ctael Korda called Scott Meredith and said1 "Okay, we ' ll take ~ for a million. " Meredith said thanks, be ' d put it on tl'e list, there were other pub ' rs to be heard .f'roll\ •••Korda, astoun:ied: "Did you hear what I said? We're off'erirg you a million dollarsl" 4 Jan. cont.-Meredith repeated, ~s, ~ had it down, there were others to be heard from. • . ltorda, sputteri~ : "Well, what if I ' d offered you two million?" Meredith : is that an offer? Korda, more splutter: "Well, YES 111 Meredith: Michael, yoo. 've jUBt bought yourself a book. And a footnote goes that Richard Snyder later called Meredith and nervously confirmed that his fim had jUB t bought a $2 million book. Meredith said : "That' s ri. ght, am let me be the first to aSSllreJJ you, Dick, you can afford i t . 11 Liz, whom I 'd predicted to C on basis of her phone voice would be small am blond, turned out to be big and brunette. She's 39, an agent the past 6 or so yrs, married last yr to Tony Schulte, Randao. House v-p. Good­ looking lady with slight tendency to plunqmess which s~ likely has to fight perpetually. After the lunch wi. th Tom--next day, that is-I took a bus up to Liz's tamhse near the Guggenheim and visited with her for another hr or so. Extrensly useful to • be around her in person, as on the phone she has a bit of "well-Marty-what-do­ ~-wanna-do -mxt?" which turns out I guess to be just Brooklyn backgrourd, she's truly good-humored. She also · seems to be damned diligent am I think pretty good with details . Carol Hill mentioned that Tom Stewart is a real& bird-dog on det ail s too, so I may have wandered into good careful hams with both these folks . Liz ' s writers ireluie Ray Carver am Terry Davis, so xxil she has an obvious bent for 11terary work. Also had lunch with Carol Hill, who looks terrific, is as wired as ever, and still wrestling a big novel. She is singular. Said duri~ her MacDowell stint, the enforced isolation got to her so much she woul d waylay the guy who brought luroh around to the front porchea-­ "Hiya, Charley, what ' s goin' on?" Also, she left after 3 of her 5 weeks. Om of the anguishing and languish~ literary types asked ~~ she was leaving early. She shrugged and said, "ii ~ the book. " (It was a try at a romance or something, not ~ big novel. ) The NY stay then went fi.m, though the rate of expense kept me constantly blanchi~ . We used the Algonquin as a bastion llKlll of convenience and calm, an::i I suppose it's thus worth the money; able to walk anywhere in midtcwn from there, get to theatres in a ffJW minutes, the bar is 4 Jan. cont--good (if priced as if it's the only one in the city), the rooms quiet. We saw good theatre, particularly The Dance and the Railroad, David Henry Hwang's play at om of the stages in the Public . The Dresser was fun, a vehicle for overacting. And Dancin', the most expensive ticket at $30 each, was worth seei~ as a remi.Mer of how brilliant American extravagance can be. C came along to all the meetings with editors--Tom Stewart, Carol Hill, quick call on Phyllis Goldblatt at NY TIMES travel section--which gratii'ied me. I~'s overdu that she meet sone of these :p30ple. Then the Xl!las Vi.sit to NJ, which went better than expected but still were the longest deadest days I •ve put in for a bl while. The logistics cause it; there 1 s no place to be except in Frank and Lucie's room, perched on a bed or straight­ backed chair. Both F & L c8J'IB down *1. th llll sto!l\9.ch flu on Xmas Eve--epidemic of it in the building--and so didn'1 go out to dinner with us am the Garners • Other than that, I guess we all fended okay. Lucie is vastly improved, much more lucid, though still frail and a till in her mood, which JTIB.Y be permanent, of not u::kkl: wanting to do anythi~ but sit in that room. Frank is :p3rking right alo~ ; has been juggli~ finances and medical costs, keeping occupied. Travel had a couple of snags to it1 an immense line when we descended into the bowels of the Port Auth terminal for a bus to NJ, which turned out not to be as dire as it looked, some people getting on another bus than ours; am all the family travel sluicing arourd us from Chicago, where we changed planes--C picked up a cold from amid that planeload of snuffli~ children. Oh yes, the welcolTW3 home: the blower on the furnace had burned out, and the furnace closet was exceedi~ly hot, naybe close to fire. We got home about 9:30-10 pm, furnaceman came pretty promptly but didn't have the right blower motor; went to hom of Harold, the furnacenen who usually services this one, for another motor, blt it turned out not tc fit : which meant we were furnaceless through tb:t night. I built a big fire in fireplace, got up every 2 hrs to feed it. Took unti.110 next morn for xx another furnaceman to get the problem whipped. 4 Jan. cont .--The other waiting delight was a dead battery in the Buick, and a miasma of rust and corrosion in the battery pan J1Jld surrourding area when I got the battery out. Spent maybe a half day, total, drying out that area, scrapll€ rust, spraying it 11g with acrylic. We in .fact went on a kim of bi~e of chores, C doi~ various shopp~, ne buying a bunch of office supplies for the sake of ' 81 business expenses. Latest prof'l news is my inclusion in "writers of the purple sage" piece in NYT magazine . Not a big mention, and k:i..n:i of strqely angled, but I think a good strategic one, t\.C ked away back of the gaudy treatments of McGuane 8l¥i Abbey. The writer, Russell Martin, put me an:i Maclean in with the western "natives" --Indians and i;hicanos--who're trying to use poetic language and sense of story. A s tro~ insightful point, I think, and he calls this group maybe the "surest" of western voices, but it 1s a very scant portion of the article, and be didn't include there Jim Welch and Leslie Silko, the best evidentiaries for his argument. Anyhoo, it's a sizable year cresti~ i Sea Runners, Winter Bros p 'back, Winter Bros on tv, a couple of hefty speeches, time in Montam. May Reagan and ilk not try us off the face of the earth before it call all happen. 7 Jan. --On the 4th, Tom Stewart's reaction to Runners came in the mail, beginning: "I have read, and I pronounce myself delighted! It's a brilliant performance, engrossing, bright but never clever, and very exciting." I 'll take that anytime.